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Today’s Postcard: Monkstone Point, mid afternoon
I’m a morning person and Watson Jones is a morning dog. Unless it’s raining I can usually manage a gulp of tea or coffee before I get the „oh come on Manning“ look from the dog by the back door. If it’s raining I could manage a leisurely hotel breakfast over several courses.
My inspiration, my ideas, my „what will I paint today?“ musings are usually answered in the morning. My studio assistant Watson has usually prepared canvasses in readiness for our return home, and often I’m painting by lunchtime. Today was a stumbler. I just couldn’t paint very well, a grumpy paintbrush, reluctant paint. Being closer to 60 than 30 I took a nap. Then I took WJ out again for a 3pm perambulation. And here we are: stark light, monochromatic, Monkstone seen from the harbour. Far more fluid, fluent, natural. I must take more naps.
Paint: (on my pale yellow Colby Bank homemade earth paint): slate skies of Lapis Lazuli blue with a touch of Kings Blue Pale over a scrubby Naples Yellow and Titanium White base; beach and water was a murky melange of Paynes Grey, Cerulean Blue and Permanent Mauve (tinted again with T. White); rocks of Ivory Black, touch of Kings Blue Pale again.
Brush: Size 2 round (synthetic).
Hope you like the painting,
Watson Jones (our manicured 3yr old cairn terrier); pigment grinder, tandoor chef.
a lovely gentle pale labrador and his human called Sue (who must aso be lovely because Watson knows the good uns);
my great in-laws Bob and Chris, and CJ their sprollie (likes seagulls and early blues);
a delicate egret, snow white in the dark rock pools at Wisemans Bridge.